The black prince on the bar: the hidden secret of the phoenix birthmark

Shen Suanzi is a person who is proficient in the five elements and gossip in the world. He has a weird temper, but his character is not bad, and he doesn't do things that hurt the world. His disciples probably won't be too bad.Fiction Rankings
"Then why is he like this?"

He looks like a fool, with a simple nature, and it is too easy to suffer.

"I don't know, it wasn't like this before, but it seems to have experienced something"

Murong Li took a deep look at Feng Qining, and Feng Qining's heart skipped a beat. [

"Mother is not as gentle as before. In the past, mother would not speak to me so loudly."

Lancer's words suddenly sounded in his mind, is that so?Is that really the case?

"Ning'er, you should let go of that memory, it's not good to know some things"

Yichu's words resounded in his mind again.

"Murong, was that time?"

The questioning tone, the affirmative words, Lancer should have met that time, I don't know if he saved her or she saved him, or the two depended on each other, what happened in those few days?

"I don't know. It's been too long, and someone deliberately covered it up. It's very troublesome to check. If you don't want to know, I won't check."

Murong Li grabbed Feng Qining's hand, not letting her think about it.

"It doesn't matter if you know or not. I don't care. It's good to know that he doesn't have ulterior motives. But your information should be accurate."

Feng Qining wrapped her arms around Murong Li's neck, although she felt a little uncomfortable, but it's been so long, and there are still some bad memories, why should she bother?A person should look forward. She never misses the past too much?

"Don't worry, if it's fake, I will never tell you"

Murong Li scratched Feng Qining's nose, and placed her hands skillfully, wrapping her left shoulder around her, keeping her fingers one centimeter away from her wound, the wound on her back had just started to scar, so she couldn't touch it.

The newly scarred wound is easy to itch, but I can't scratch it. Feng Qining has been really aggrieved these days. At night, lying on the bed, because of the pain of the wound, she can't sleep peacefully. She just felt a little drowsy. The wound came to torture her, Feng Qining really doubted whether the wound would count time.

It figured out that she was going to sleep, so it started to move.

"Murong, how long will it take for my wound to heal?"